Went running about an hour ago through the dark of the neighborhood across the street (a far cry from running on the beach down in Florida, but I gotta take what I’ve got). It’s been raining quite a bit today, so I was dodging puddles as the water was still running down the storm drains… Going ’round a corner, for a split second, a gurgle from the water sounded just like a particularly ill-tempered dog sneaking rapidly up behind me. I can’t explain exactly how it sounded; it just did. I must have jumped three feet in the air. Didn’t panic; didn’t increase my pace at all, just whirled around to see what it was… But holy cow, during a run isn’t exactly the best time for that sort of thing.
Donald, Paul, and Michael are watching the DVD of The Emperor’s New Groove in French. Just ’cause. Paul can likely understand almost all of it, Donald bits and pieces, major words and phrases, but I’m sure Michael’s bored out of his mind. I’d join them, but between a load in the dryer and cleaning the dishes, I want to get to bed on time, never mind the 11 hours I got last night.
Going to Bullock’s Barbeque tomorrow for lunch with Betty. It’s one of those locally famous places that has every celebrity or semi-celebrity sign a picture as soon as they walk in the door, and then hangs them in the waiting area. Best hushpuppies I’ve ever had, though, and I’ve had a few. It’s our present to ourselves for making it through this week.
Yes Sir!
I LOVE Bullock’s Barbeque…and you’re DEFINITELY right about the hushpuppies :o) I’ve been going there since I was a little girl and they’re still awesome!
best hushpuppies–really?
I’m pretty sure I’ve had better, but I’m hard-pressed to cough up the names of my favorite places. There used to be a seafood restaurant called Landlubber’s at the intersection of 54 and Farrington (I love that you actually know where that is, BTW–serious NC nostalgia going on here.) I think their hushpuppies were awesome, and they had good calabash-style shrimp, too.
Landlubbers!!! Whoa. I can’t believe you’ve heard of it, and even the one we used to go to all the time, especially after church. Even worse, I can’t believe I forgot about their hushpuppies. You’re right; I concede; those took the cake. They were the bestest of the best.
By the way, I live literally 30 seconds away from where that place used to be. Just off Farrington, I am.
I’m swimming in a sea of nostalgia now… Thanks…
:o)